I am one of those old geezers who still listens to music on the radio. Oh, I get music through other, more modern, means, too. After all, I love music possibly even more than baseball. "Famous musician" replaced "pro baseball player" as my ultimate, unattainable dream job a long time ago. So I have all kinds of music listening devices -- CDs, cassette tapes, and a variety of portable media players. I listen to music online just about every time I blog. I even still own a working turntable that I use to play LPs and 45s when the mood hits me. But I still lean on the radio. That is probably because music on the radio was there before anything else. Listening to WAAL, WWWT and WMRV on the stereo that I received from my uncle was one of the major and lasting highlights of my junior high/high school years. So, old habits die hard, and that old cliche brings me to another old cliche that I am going to turn into a sporadic feature. One of the radio station...
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